Monday, November 24, 2014

Improv



Improv
A Story by Sharon Teresa


                

Cast of characters:

The Landlord – played by Prime Creator/Source

The Producers – the “divines”, and certain ET’s

The Director – not sure there is one. After all, this is supposed to be an improv….

The Stagehands – the cabal

Humanity – the best improvisational Actors in the universe

The Audience – Everyone “else”
  
So, one day The Landlord looks at one of his vacant buildings and thinks, I’d like to do something really different with this space. It’s a gorgeous building, and deserves something special. So he does a bit of evaluation, and realizes that all his other property is being used in predictable ways. So he thinks, Maybe I should do something unpredictable with this building. Maybe I should make it an Improv! 

He loves the idea, and quickly attracts Producers. He gives them his vision…it shall be an improvisational play, acted by the best of the best. It will be about Duality, and there will be freewill. One of the Producers suggests that the Actors be given temporary amnesia, to make it more interesting. The Landlord says okay…but only with conditions. Sure, no problem, says the Producer. (Wink-wink.) 

The Producers leave to go formulate their plan, and The Landlord, with a wistful but knowing smile on his face, secretly lays a Stone beneath the future theater’s floor….

So the theater is created. First, a beautiful stage, with a lush  array of sights and sounds, of tastes, fragrances, and textures. A vision to behold. The backdrops are created by the finest artisans available, and the openings in the Curtains are many, and artfully concealed, allowing the stagehands to interact with the actors without their really knowing. Backstage is well-stocked, with all the costumes and props anyone could ever think of. The theater seating is comfortable, with everything from up-close and personal, to nosebleed balcony. The stagehands are hired, the Actors are auditioned and selected, everyone is given the parameters of the “play”- light/dark, good/bad, night/day, male/female, etc./etc. – and, as an Actor, follow your heart and feel free to change roles at any time. And since there is freewill, do whatever you want. Okay, say the Actors. They agree on how many acts they wish to participate in, and give each other a last hug, best friends, all smiles. Then, with their permission, they are given amnesia.

Now, the Producers are absolutely giddy with their instant fame. They take all the credit for the play, even though it’s an improv. Everyone thinks they should have the credit, even though it’s the Actors who are creating the play. And the Actors are magnificent! They have soul, and love – even with the amnesia. So even though it starts out in polarity, the Actors just keep drifting to center…to cooperation…to beauty. Well shit! Being that those things can be found in many realms, Audience attendance begins to taper off. The Producers, now addicted to fame, brainstorm on what to do about the situation! What they decide is this – bribe some stagehands to rig the play. 

So now the stagehands covertly help any Actor who’s playing a negative role, and torment any Actor who’s playing a positive role. And the play gets “exciting” again – at least to the Producers and Audience. The Actors? Not so much. As a matter-of-fact, they begin to be confused. Why has resolution become so difficult? Why is love never tried, or peace ever offered? Why is all the beauty being spoiled? When was the birdsong blasted away with so much mechanical noise? Why have the clouds gone from puffy and white, to stringy and dull? Why is up now down, and down now up? And right now wrong, and wrong now right? And why am I so tired, and why can I never find the peace and quiet to recover, rest, and heal? 

Very confusing, indeed.

And some of the Actors begin to cry out in despair – and The Landlord hears this. And he begins to ponder….

One day he visits the almost empty stage, and sees a lone girl crying. So he sits down next to her, and asks about her tears. She shares her frustrations, her weariness, her pain. The Landlord asks if there are others who feel the same, and she says, Yes! Many, many others! And some of those drift in, having been hiding in the shadows, listening to The Landlord and the girl. They affirm their misery…and then one of them speaks the Words that mean Everything.

He says, “I saw a stagehand purposely trip an Actor who was working the side of light.” And The Landlord’s eyes cloud for a split second, then clear. 

And he asks the young man, “How do you feel about that?”
“It’s not fair, to have a rigged play.”

And The Landlord nods, and smiles at the assembled group, which by now has grown to a very large percentage of the Actors. “You’re right,” he says. “It isn’t fair. Except, that it will be.” And with that he rises, and tells the Actors to hang in there. As he’s almost at the door he turns and calls out, “Oh! And by-the-way…did I ever tell you that you were all chosen beforehand for this play?” The Actors murmur and he says, “That’s right! It may have looked like you had to audition, but you were chosen beforehand. You see, the set designer, a beauty by the name of Gaia, has been watching you all for eternity! And she handpicked each of you to serve this play. I was happy to let her choose the Actors, and I am still as pleased as ever with all of you. I love you. And this will all,” he waves his hand over the theater, “become very clear.” 

So the Actors continue the play, but with a growing sense of anticipation. 

The Producers, now totally lost in the illusion they’re creating, begin to kick it up a notch. They offer more and more “benefits” to the stagehands, for creating as much misery for the Actors as possible. The Producers and stagehands begin to really study the Actors, and find that turning the Actors’ own love against them, creates the most emotional drama of all! So they create vaccines, and diet foods that make you fatter, and poison the air and water, and lie to the Actors about what the “threats” are, and where the “threats” come from, so that in order to try to “protect” their loved ones, the Actors take ineffective actions – indeed, they can actually take harmful actions – which makes them cry in pain. Oh, what fun The Producers are having! And the stagehands!.... 

But something begins to happen…. 

The Audience starts to experience disgust. They begin to realize the pathetic nature of what they’re viewing. This isn’t a true Improv, they say. It’s not an Improv at all! It’s a totally contrived play that has tied the Actors’ hands, and the only thing playing out is the very limited, immature, indeed psychopathic, vision of The Producers! And they start to complain to The Landlord. Was this his vision, they ask him? He tells them no. Then do something about it, they say. The Landlord smiles, and says he is.

And the Stone smiles with him.

So The Landlord initiates several conversations with The Producers, asking many pointed questions. The Producers swear they’re causing no harm. Yes, they lie to the Actors about such things as non-existent contracts, but hey! They have amnesia, so what they don’t know won’t hurt them! It makes things so much easier on us, they say! And that’s a good thing, right?! After all, they’re just Actors! Nobodies, really. Right?! Kind of like pets, you know? And we’ve given them all this great moral stuff, you know. Things they might not have figured out on their own. And The Landlord asks them to tell him what kind of stuff. Oh, you know, “do unto others”, “sow and reap”, crap like that. 

Nothing we have to believe in, but making the Actors deal with it has been highly entertaining! And making the “rewards” (snort) so pathetic, compared to the “backlashes”, can be downright hysterical! They tell The Landlord that they gave it the catchy little name “karma”, and roll on the floor in laughter, clutching their aching sides tightly.

The Landlord smiles. And the Stone smiles with him.

The next act finds The Producers a bit miffed. Someone has brought in new stagehands! WTF!? A few of the old ones are around, but they refuse to look The Producers in the eyes, and The Producers realize something is up. The act begins, but things are different now. All is fair. All is truly Improv. The Actors, with all their soul and heart, quickly find center and reconciliation. The Audience jumps to their feet in delight and admiration, their thunderous applause rousing the Actors from their amnesia, who then look around in awe. The Producers rush the stage, screaming that this wasn’t what they intended! Stop this! Stop this! But the applause grows louder and louder, and the Actors take a bow, smiles beaming from their relieved faces.

Then, suddenly, The Landlord appears. He raises his hands to silence the Audience, then turns to the Actors.

“I love and appreciate you more than you will ever know,” he tells them. “You have stirred such respect in me that I’m actually a bit overwhelmed. Time and again you showed the best of what we have. Love. Cooperation. Appreciation of beauty. You have made this theater one that I am very proud of.” At that, a giant Angel walks out, carrying a huge sledgehammer. He walks to center stage, as everyone else backs off. The Landlord turns to the Actors and gives them a huge smile. He turns to the Audience, and gives them a bit of a smile. He turns to The Producers, and gives an almost imperceptible shake of his head, and a sad smile, as he says, “But now I’m going to destroy this stage.” 

Everyone gasps, and several ask, Why?

“Because, number one, this particular play is over – and, indeed, will never be played again. So we should have a new stage, right?!” Most nod their heads, aligning with the logic. “And number two,” The Landlord continues, “I need to reveal what this stage was built upon.” He flags the Angel, who raises the sledgehammer high above his head, then slams it into the center of the stage floor, splintering the wood in a thousand pieces, revealing the Stone. A loud murmur erupts, and the Angel lifts the large Stone up and out from under the floor, and reverently hands it to The Landlord. The Landlord holds it up, showing it to the Audience, the Actors, everyone there. “And it has been set in Stone,” he says, “that every single one who enters this theater is to be bound by these Laws – everyone. Actors, stagehands, Producers, even the Audience are bound by these laws. You see, this was not just a theater for the Actors. This was not a “school” for them. It was a “school” for everyoneEveryone!” he shouts! He lowers the Stone and reads, “Do unto others, as you would have done unto you…because you shall reap what you sow. And remember…this was a freewill theater.” He lowers the Stone, and turns to the stunned Audience. “If you don’t mind – please don’t take offense – but I would like you to leave now. Thank you.” The Audience arises, a few call out their thanks, and they quietly depart. He turns to everyone on stage, and lets out a huge sigh. 

“This really was an Improv,” he begins, “but the Improv part was only valid for those who did not have amnesia.” The Producers start to feel a bit uncomfortable. They look to one another, but no one’s eyes seem to hold any answers. They look to The Landlord. He looks back, a touch of sadness, but not too much. He says, “I’ve built another theater for you, on the other side of town. You may call it what you like, and make it what you will, but it will only be acted in by those who would manipulate others with lies and deceit, and treat them as mere things. It is the reality you asked for, using your own freewill. And yes, you are bound by these laws. It was the condition I mentioned…but you never asked what it was, now did you?” He waves a hand to someone backstage, and several studly Angels in armor appear. “These guys will now escort you to your new theater, and make sure you stay put, once there.” 

After they’re gone, he turns to the beloved Actors. “I’m sorry about the stage,” he says, “but I’ve already contacted Gaia, and she’s designed something that she says is even more beautiful, and even more enchanting than the original, starting work today…so, I’m asking…. What do you say to doing an Improv together? Just you and me? No Producers, no stagehands, no amnesia – just you and me, creating the greatest Improv ever done?”

(And at that – we’re off!…. J

PINK: ARE WE ALL WE ARE?






Lee Harris - Energy Update:
'Electrifed Living - Peace lies in the deep of the ocean'
November 20, 2014

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THURSDAY, 20 NOVEMBER 2014

Energy Update: 'Electrifed Living - Peace lies in the deep of the ocean'
by Lee Harris

This past 2 weeks, the energy has seen a lot of us deep-diving. Diving down into the depths of ourselves - our feelings, our thoughts, our beliefs, our patterns, our life journey.  Soul diving.

It's as if an electric current is pulsing through your body, wiring and firing you to awaken, awaken, awaken. More and more and more. To shed and cleanse, to release and intend.

Peace comes, clarity comes, followed by challenge, distraction, emotion, disorientation, restlessness.
A feeling that things must be going wrong, or need to be changed and quickly. Yet you do not have the energy to make the changes in the timescale you feel you need to.

This is electricity, moving through your energy field and the field of the collective. This is the electrified living of these times, bringing us all to clearing.

It can be relentless - it can make you mad, bring you to sadness, and then, it can elevate you into a moment of blinding clarity. And yet the waves of inner-change keep coming, sometimes fuelled by outer impulses.  Difficult or fear-based dreams are happening to clear us also.

And as you dive deeper into them, you feel it all more than ever before. You see what the thoughts in you are as they rise more than you could ever see your thoughts before.

You allow the chaos of all this experience to rise in you, for you have no choice. You learn this quickly. For if you try to control or fight it, things just feel harder and more 'against' you.  So you surrender. It is the only choice. And it leaves you at the bottom of your ocean.



And then you realise that the bottom of the ocean, where you now find yourself, is not in-fact, to be feared.  Not at all. It IS a different world than the one you knew, yes, but it is one you can be safe in and find new space in. Once you adjust and realise that the seeming chaos and speed is part of the deal.

It comes from the impulse of electricity driving us all right now.  It presents a choice to feel everything and allow the chaos, yet find your direction within that in each and every fast changing moment.

As a world we are in a force of change that asks you to flow with it. As an individual you are in a force of change that asks you to find rebirth within it and the loss of old identity.

This takes courage, and faith that you will be safe without your old ways.

Can you be ready to stop seeing yourself as 'blocked', 'resistant', not yet 'there'.  To let go of these old ideas, aims and ways of pushing yourself to grow? And instead accept that wherever you find yourself today, it needs NO judgement for judgement will only make you feel worse. MUCH worse, and perhaps that is the spiral you are used to. A downward one.

Can you accept that where you find yourself today only requires great compassion, from you, towards you.  Today needs you to be as kind to yourself as you would be to a friend who was struggling.
So take your foot off the accelerator. Stop buying into the stress, the speed or the depression of others as anything you need to swallow whole and thus also become in yourself.

We absorb each others energy all the time, so pay attention to who you are around and whether their energy would be nutritious or toxic to you today. Be mindful of the company you keep, but do not judge them for where they are. You can bear compassionate witness for where they are. Yes.
And Empaths, you don't need to feel or fear the size of their electrical releases. You have your own to deal with, so observe and leave anything that feels too big for you to handle. Breathe and say 'I am safe in my centre'. 'I release that which is not mine'.

And know we are ALL in this together, navigating a time we have never seen like this on Earth. An intensity we have not yet been through.

And right now, these pulses are electrifying all of us to keep on rising, keep on clearing and integrating in our bodies and our souls, all we have been learning over the past years.

Sometimes it's a messy act, this thing of being human.  Spirit knows this, and loves you anyway.
Can you love yourself that much, despite how you are feeling?  Can you let the layers of human judgment and suppression we have all absorbed and identified with, fall away. Even if it looks and feels messy? 
Because THERE lies the key. 

Loving yourself through these rapid releases. Even the ones that are disorientating you the most.
There lies the peace that we can all learn to find at the bottom of the ocean. For once we accept how different it seems, we start to realise how safe and connected it all is.

You are very loved. Never forget that and you will never forget to love. And then, love will be the fuel that keeps you warm in the world.  Just as you will keep its flame alive wherever you go.
Much love everyone
Lee
x

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Tolec on the Singing Comet 67P




Posted on Youtube by TolecfromDakote

This is the formal report provided regarding the facts about 'comet' 67P.

AISHA NORTH: A short update on the energies
November 20, 2014




A short update on the energies

November 20, 2014


We would like to take some time to delve a little bit into the expansion that is currently occurring on this planet, or rather, that is occurring in every aspect in this particular portion of the time and space continuum that you all currently constitute a small part of. In other words, this entire bubble of energetic programming that has now taken on a life of its own if you will. For it has started to act in ways that are not at odds, but rather, is starting to fall more into sync with the rest of Creation. For as so many of you are already aware of, this tiny little bubble of spacetime that you define as your universe has in many ways been separated from the rest of Creation, and so, no wonder so many of you have felt separated and at times even lost. For you have been living a life or rather, playing out an existence, that differs on so many levels from what the rest of Creation has been doing, and rightly so. For this bubble has been defined as a special place all the way from the very beginning, as a place of Higher learning, a place where the most evolved of souls have traveled to in order to further expand their body of knowledge.

That may sound counter intuitive to some of you, for when you look around you, you will find what may be described as primitive behavior acted out on all sides. But again, that has been the exact purpose of this place. For what has taken place here on Earth cannot be likened to what has been happening anywhere else, and it is all linked to the vibrational field that contains the entirety of your environment. But now, that environment is changing at such a rapid pace, it can in many ways take your breath away as we have already referred to. For you have indeed outgrown the old curriculum, and so, the collective opted to shift into a New era, one that will be forever defined by the heightened collective energy that will ensure that the old way of learning by going ever deeper into the actions governed by fear will no longer hold true. For now, you are all set to begin to fully integrate the new energetic vibrations, the ones that will automatically reset your behavioral patterns away from the old and ever limiting ones and over to the ever expanding light filled creational endeavours that will be fully fueled by love.

For the old ways of learning by being exposed to an ever increasing energetic pressure that continued to trigger more and more of the behavioral instincts fully focused on survival by allowing the impulse of fear rule your life has now come to a close, and the doors to the New World are fully opened for all those already agreeing on altering their course by aid of these newly arrived frequencies that will support your endeavours in every way. For now, you no longer need that added friction to create, for the old way of creating out of bare necessity and in order to ensure your individual survival in a very real way will be forever banished to the history books, and what will take over, is a joy-filled sense of creation that will be entirely based in the collective. In other words, a simple but profound shift from ego based to collective based existence, and one that will be acted out in a way that will serve to trigger all of the latent talents you have carried with you every single time you did arrive on these shores in a physical body.

For we venture to guess that you have all at some time in one or several of your former incarnations on this planet felt the inner stirrings from this wondrous well of unending creativity, and you have at least tried to tap into it in some small fashion from time to time. But now, it has finally come to pass that you will all be asked to do so, and to do so with the entirety of your being. For this is no longer something you can dabble in as an amusing sideline while at the same time trying to balance your life precariously on that same cliff of destiny that was your former way of life. No, in this, it is either all in or not at all, but again, your Higher Self has already chosen your choice in this, and now, the choice that was made even before you came into being in this very body that you walk around in, will begin to make itself heard. And it will do so in a way that leaves no doubts to any of you. We say this in order to remind you all that even if you still feel as if you are struggling to find your footing in these at times rather intense energetic upheavals, you will all know in your very core that you have already taken the plunge.

For this is a choice you have already taken, but it can at times be hard to listen to that inner voice underneath all of the heavy swells of energetic information that at times like these are thundering onto your shores. So again we say make sure that you give yourself ample opportunity to simply BE with yourself. For then, you will clearly hear the call from your core, the one that is already standing tall and proud out in the light, the one that has already embraced the New with every fiber of your being. For you have already arrived, but still, it may take some time before you all fully SEE just where you are, and so, it is indeed imperative that you do what you can in order to fully perceive what it is your inner voice is trying to tell you. For it has nothing but good news, and it cannot wait for you to get ready to take it all in. So step back and step into YOU, that is where all of the questions have been eradicated already, for there are no more questions there, it is all a knowing that goes beyond you and all the way into the very core of Creation itself.

GAIA PORTAL: Presentations in current moments portend flag-less precipitations


Presentations in current moments portend flag-less precipitations


by ÉirePort

Presentations in current moments portend flag-less precipitations.

Feral beings commune with Higher Energetics as lower hu-beings die out.

Stabilizing of upgrades is in progress, and culminates in short order.

Pedantics are ignored as Hue-Beings commute sentences.

Dances of Flash Energies becomes visible to all of Gaia.

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pe·dan·tic
pəˈdan(t)ik/
adjective
  1. of or like a pedant.
    "many of the essays are long, dense, and too pedantic to hold great appeal"
    synonyms:overscrupulous, scrupulouspreciseexactperfectionistpunctiliousmeticulousfussyfastidiousfinicky
    dogmaticpurist, literalist, literalistic, formalist; 
    casuistic, casuistical, sophistic, sophistical; 
    captious, hair-splitting, quibbling; 



fe·ral
ˈferəl,ˈfirəl/
adjective
  1. (especially of an animal) in a wild state, especially after escape from captivity or domestication.
    "a feral cat"
    synonyms:wilduntameduntamableundomesticateduntrained
    "feral dogs"




    pe·dan·tic pəˈdan(t)ik/ adjective of or like a pedant. "many of the essays are long, dense, and too pedantic to hold great appeal" synonyms: overscrupulous, scrupulous, precise, exact, perfectionist, punctilious, meticulous, fussy, fastidious, finicky; dogmatic, purist, literalist, literalistic, formalist; casuistic, casuistical, sophistic, sophistical; captious, hair-splitting, quibbling; informalnitpicking, persnickety

Glimpses of Oneness

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This journey we are collectively taking does not begin at a starting gate and cross a finish line as if in a race. It is more a meandering...

Yes we are born here and one day will die, yet we do not know the length of this momentary life. If in fullness you embrace each now, you will catch a glimpse of eternity. In a perpetual dream state, there are some fleeting images and others that seem to regenerate tirelessly.

We are not built to “hurry this along” or “get there first”. We are, instead, here to absorb every nuance available; to accumulate a knowing of creation. Like sponges, with absorption there is a fullness. What spills out then is our knowing and the cycle begins anew. Saturated with awareness as creator sponges, we continue to allow for this knowing. Thus, excess creative drops are dispersed.

Still ours, yet “separate” from us. These sponge drops of creation can be observed now, as the absorption continues. Each piece complete unto itself, as well as part of the whole. There is a point, a moment, a realization that comes - “We are One”.

Glimpses of Oneness seep into our sponge self unbidden. This knowing cannot be called forth as it was never apart from you, just hidden. Once realized, desire emerges. It is the ultimate in satisfaction; complete awareness rests there. It waits for your discovery of itself. Patiently, joyfully and eternally this knowing is the very essence of creation – Your Eternal Essence.

Like memories of your first love, you hold these glimpses of Oneness deeply, fondly, and longingly. Found once, your existence can no longer be disputed. You are both weaver and cloth, weaving your thread into the fabric of creation with every now.

This human thread is held in the hands of Master Weavers. With skill and a willingness to take risks, true artistry emerges now. Self realizations simultaneously erupt universally and creation itself realizes its truth. We are unlimited.

We are the Ones we've been waiting for.
~Sophia

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